Slow death...

7:00 am… The loud alarm goes off…

7:40 am… Sara is still sleeping

8:00 am… The loud alarm goes off… again…

Sara ignores the hideous creature that her clock has become… She slightly remembers the course she took last semester about pollution.. She recalls mocking the writers about considering noise pollution as an actual problem… Boy does she take that back now…

10:00 am… She opens her eyes… only to check if she already missed the quiz she was supposed to take that day… She realized that she did indeed miss the fourth quiz yet, this semester only… “Oh, what the hell, why not sleep it off… kharba kharba.. I’ll think about it later..”

4:00 pm… She forces herself to get up…

While taking a shower, she thinks…. ‘what am I going to do today? Study maybe? Yeah I should study…’

7:00 pm… She speaks to her friends on the phone, “wayhhh mali khelg maaali khelgg adress!! Sh3endekum? Ta3aaalaw baitna or lets do something… ok ok.. Yalla see u in a bit..”

10:30 pm … She’s back in her room… thinking ‘lazem adress..’ Then she goes and spends some time with her family…

12:30 am… She attempts to go sleep…

5:30 am… She’s still attempting to sleep… Brick breakers… Tv shows… bored… bored… Lonely… every sane person is asleep…

Its that time when Sara thinks about her life… What it has become… A series of empty events… Going out… having fun… unhealthy eating habits… She has EVERYTHING… yet she’s doing nothing… She looks at her wall, only to find more than 46 awards that represent what she used to be… The high honors, her participation in every little thing she could lay a finger on… Basically, all in the past… That successful girl is gone, dead… If only she studies… If only she exercises… If only she MOVES ON… If only, if only, if only…. She closes her eyes… knowing that “If only’s” exist only in fairytales …

The next day is as the day before… so is the next… and the next… and the next… Suddenly, the downfall “phase” has evolved only to become a downfall “ERA”….

One night… The night that she thought would become the end of her… The night she decided to give up.. To give in and accept the new nothingness of her being… The night she actually considered not falling in love, just to satisfy her low self esteem… The night she covered all her fears with her blanket and wanted to sleep it off and sleep her LIFE off… That night… Sara WOKE UP...

She woke up… looked at her reflection… and didn’t recognize the figure staring back at her…

People reached the moon… Kuwaiti women reached the parliament… and Sara reached Rock bottom...

That moment… The moment she realized she hit rock bottom, Sara decided, from now on… her life will only go upward from there… She will come back.. And she will come back strong… She will tackle every fear, every weakness, every predicament, and every drawback…

"Failure, like the darkness of night, may slow me down. But the dawn will come, the sun will shine again, and I will be on my way..."




PS. Last line is a quote..
oh and mnmaana fansha mn mavali resa mnmalesh jaglabooooot;****